Jungkook was crying.

God, the broken looks the boys had on their faces when he told them they could not be friends anymore and that Jungkook was moving to somewhere else- just made Jungkook grip harder on the pillow and cry louder.

His sobs went muffled and his heart was aching by now, the fuck. His head was spinning and his throat was hurting for being so vocal.

He couldn't understand Taehyung at all- why did he even save his cellphone? And pretended he had broken it in front of his father? Jungkook couldn't understand what was happening.

Taehyung just seemed bipolar at this point.

Jungkook heard the door of his room swinging open, making him sniffle and brush his tears away before sitting down and looked over Taehyung, who was closing the door.

"Are you still crying?" Taehyung asked, stepping closer and sat down on the edge of the bed and examined Jungkook's red eyes, puffy cheeks, and swollen lips. Taehyung lifted his hand up and pressed his thumb against Jungkook's lips, looking at him fondly.

Jungkook only let out a sniff as an answer, not wanting to burst into tears once again. Taehyung then kissed his forehead and Jungkook made a disgusted face, before tilting his head away.

They stilled quiet for a few seconds and then Jungkook decided to speak in a broken and hoarse voice. "W-why?" Jungkook let out, eyes big, and then weakly picked up the phone from the nightstand. "Why did you even do this? Protected the video?" Jungkook stammered out.

Taehyung flicked Jungkook's chin, then went to squeeze his lips against Jungkook's, but stopped himself, not really knowing if he should do it or not. He didn't want to touch Jungkook without his consent but he kissed Jungkook on their wedding day as well- so he just simply didn't know what to do.

Regardless of the turmoil in his head, Taehyung pulled away and watched Jungkook sighing in relief.

"I killed your parents, Jungkook, it'll be only fair if you do the same with me," Taehyung replied bluntly, and Jungkook's mouth parted and he was shocked.

"Are you serious? You are letting me show the evidence? Of your father?" Jungkook rambled out and Taehyung nodded.

"Yeah. Such a shame though I'll be missing him when he'll be rotting in jail." Taehyung said, taking his shoes and socks off and then hovered on top of the bed, beside Jungkook. "It's up to you now. You can do whatever you want with this. I'll simply pretend I don't know about you having the video." Taehyung replied and then peeked over Jungkook.

"But whatever you do, it must happen before Saturday since he'll be leaving then. Letting me control this country." Taehyung informed, looking down at his palm before balling it into a tight fist.

Jungkook gulped, looking down at his lap. He knew what he had to do- he really knew it but he wasn't sure if he should do it or not- fuck fuck fuck- he was going to do it. He needed his revenge. He lost his family, his friends, and his happiness in an instant- now he wasn't simply just going to sit back and accept Taehyung as his husband- he really wasn't.

"Taehyung?" Jungkook said in a small yet soft voice and Taehyung furrowed his eyebrows. "Can you do this for me?" Jungkook continued in a small whine.

"Everything for you, doll," Taehyung replied and felt his heartbeats getting fast when Jungkook approached closer to him and straddled him.

"I want you to kill your father for me," Jungkook whispered into Taehyung's ear.

The two stilled for a few minutes and then Taehyung snapped. "What! Are you fucking crazy? Just because I told you that you can put him in jail, doesn't mean I'm going to kill him!" Taehyung said and then bit lip when Jungkook pressed his crotch against his.

"Taehyungie, please, for me?" Jungkook let out a small whimper, his hands going down, and started to unbuckle Taehyung's jeans. "I don't like him. He- he tried to touch me without my consent and I-" tears raised into Jungkook's eyes, remembering the horrible memories then freed Taehyung's cock from his black jeans and boxers.

Jungkook took his shirt off and grabbed Taehyung's hands then put them over his curves.

Taehyung gulped, his hands roaming over Jungkook's exposed waist and then to his chest to his stomach, and then he held back a groan within his throat when Jungkook sat down on his member. Taehyung was thoroughly tempted by Jungkook.

"Taehyungie, please? Can you do that for me?" Jungkook continued to whisper in a small voice and Taehyung shook his head.

"He's my father, Jungkook- I can't kill him- with my own hands-" Taehyung gripped tightly on the bedsheet when Jungkook lowered his head between his thighs and grabbed his length, giving a long stripe of his tongue on the side.

"If you kill him, I'll let you to fuck me tonight." Jungkook said, putting the head within his mouth and started to suck on it, looking up at Taehyung.

Taehyung threw his head back, his cock hardening and pulsing as Jungkook kept sucking the tip. Taehyung grasped a handful of Jungkook hair and then moved his forward and left a small thrust into Jungkook's mouth, groaning.

"Okay, fine! I'll kill him for you."